So, for those of you who haven’t heard about the NIE yet, a consensus agreement was just released by all 16 U.S. intelligence agencies that says they have “high confidence” that Iran shut down its nuclear weapon development programs in the Fall of 2003, and does not currently have intentions towards reopening them. Despite having been advised of this since July, the Bush administration continues to maintain that Iran is an imminent nuclear threat.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/12/03/AR2007120300846_pf.html, also, http://www.democracynow.org
It’s like the Duelfer Report all over again. Isn’t there some well-known saying about those not learning from history being doomed to repeat it? My country’s government embarrasses me.
raring up for another four years of depression.
8 thoughts on “1, 2, 3, 4, What the hell are we fighting for?”
I’ve had three dead cicadas on my car, but that’s it so far.
But me, I prefer a lame plague to a horrifying one. At least if I have to be in the middle of it.
I was 10 the last time Brood X came through the MidWest. We had to sweep our walk when they died, and *man* did they smell bad!
Wait… did you guys even *have* Brood X where you were living 17 years ago?
I also got really freaked out when walking to a girlfriends house and I was trailing my hand along the hedge-fence only to pull it back *covered* in gross hollow shell things. Ick.
you just jinxed it.
I have no idea what you’re talking about. And I certainly didn’t do it on purpose.
And for me, “May you live in interesting times” isn’t a curse, it’s a mantra.
now with 1 cicada sighting
My minions are moving. Slowly building their strength in the shadows. Underneath weeds and in the dark recesses of the branches they are changing, re-forming themselves.
They are coming.
Just because it is not there in front of you does not mean it is not happening. Surely, a ninja understands such thinks…
you must not have walked through campus this morning. there were cicada carcasses everywhere, and a few twitchers to boot. it was crunchalicious!1
and besides, i think this is called the warning shot. give it another week and we’ll see how nonplussed you are then. 😉
Another week eh? I guess God does love me just a little bit.
this could be
the worst summer of my life.
I want my city where they are not really a plague but more of an irritation. My bug phobia will not stand much more than the dead ones I find daily on campus.
I will build a wide brimmed hat with mosquito netting so I can continue to go to school.